Run Of The Mill

What have you achieved 

Now you're old 

Did you fulfill ambition 

Do as you were told 



Or are you still doing 

The same this year 

Should I give sorrow 

Or turn 'round and sneer 



I know that the prospects 

Weren't all that good 

But they improved 

And I'd have thought that you could 



Have strived for that something 

We all have deep inside 

Not let it vanish 

Along with your pride 



Now with the aid of your new walking stick 

You hobble along through society thick 

And look mesmerized by the face of it all 

You keep to the gutter in case you fall 



I can't go on 

I can't go on 

I can't go on 

I can't go on 



I, I, I, I, I